The Siren and The Broken Man

Chapter 3

The man stared down the sight on his revolver. A maliwan acid revolver. One shot, and I would become a puddle in moment. I slowly raise my hands up, as he worked his way to his feet. " That's it you big fuck. I'm the winner of.this battke. That means You die." In a split second, i reach behind me and grabbed my homemade axe and throw it at him. The circular saw blade making contact with his chest in seconds, as the lucious red river began to flow. His legs gave out, as he fell to his knees then onto his chest. " I'M THE CONDUCTOR OF THE POOP TRAIN FUCKER" I roared, then kicked him onto his back. I took his revolver, then I worked my axe out of his chest. I slowly walk inside, setting my axe on my chair, and see Mia sitting in her chair again. Her lip had stopped bleeding, but now her face had a small blemish. A single purple bruise marked her right cheek. I slowly walk over to her and crouch down, looking up at her. I softly spoke, as i layed my head against her leg," He is dead. Nobody hurts the blue queen." She slowly began to pet my head. I could hear her breathing, calm yet deep. She slowly leaned down and kiss the top of my head. " Thank you." She said softly, then smiled down at me. " The food is ready krieg. Might wanna eat it while its hot." She spoke, playfully. I slowly looked up at her then got back into my chair. The food looking delicious. Real food. Not something I scrounged up from the dust. Not some skag meat. Real. Food. I began to eat ravinously. Starving for more. By the time I finished, the plate was clean. I leaned back, sipping my beer, as I looked at Mia. She had a smile on her face, something I didn't expect after watching a pyscho eat. She reached acrost the table with a knapkin, and wipe my mouth clean. Blush overtook my face as she began to wipe it clean. When she finished, the gave me a quick kiss then sat back smiling. I rubbed the back of my neck, embarassed. " I need to work on my people skills. Something less insane." I thought to myself, as I slowly looked at the beautiful woman sitting across from me. I slowly take the revolver out my pocket and set it infront of her. She inspects it slowly, smiling. It matches her rifle. She puts it in an empty pistol holster on her thigh, then looked at me. " Thank you." I couldn't help but grin. Slowly she stood up and help out her hand. I carefully take it, not wanting to hurt her. She helps me to my feet, then walks me up to our room. As we walk in, I slowly walk over and lay down on the bed. Mia gently laid out ontop of me, her head on my chest.((Up next is maybe the lemon section. Idk. Tell me if You guys want it))